The Big Winner of Cultivation

Ding Rou appeared on the ring in a lively manner, and those male cultivators who were interested in her were all stunned.Feeling the envy and hatred of many single Wangs in the audience, as well as Ding Rou's passionate eyes, Fang Yue felt that he really shouldn't be here.

Ding Rou is a Dharma cultivator, she saw her bare hand swaying lightly, and a long whip made of flames appeared in her hand.She only waved the fire whip once, and the tail of the whip suddenly struck Fang Yue's face like a spirit snake.

Fang Yue's Remnant Light Sword accurately blocked the whip of fire. He turned his long sword to suppress the flames, and then swung the Remnant Light Sword in an arc, pointing directly at Ding Rou.Fighting Dharma cultivators can decipher their spells and consume their spiritual power, but the most direct way is to kill the monks, so that even the most powerful spells cannot be cast and sustained.Fang Yue just didn't want to stand in the ring for too long, so he went straight to a quick fight.

Ding Rou turned around, staggered the point of the approaching sword, and fell directly into Fang Yue's arms.She had planned it a long time ago, she would admit defeat as soon as she started, and then asked Fang Yue to wrap her waist with her left hand, and with her right hand, she could remove the camellia from her head.And her current complexion is also like the camellia on the temples of clouds, crimson, amazingly beautiful.

Fang Yue withdrew his sword and turned around, using the hilt of his sword against Ding Rou's delicate body.Fortunately, he saw the opportunity quickly, otherwise, if he hugged her in front of so many people and said he would not marry, he would probably be severely punished by the disciples of Baihua Palace.

Before the monks in the audience started booing, Fang Yue hurriedly said to Ding Rou through sound transmission: "Junior Sister Ding, I'm sorry, I can't become a Taoist partner with you."

Ding Rou's pretty face turned pale, and she turned around and staggered away from Fang Yue again.The two looked at each other from a distance, but one's eyes were full of disappointment, while the other's eyes were filled with guilt.

"I already have someone in my heart. Although she is dead, she died to save me. I will never let her down in my life." In desperation, Fang Yue brought out the love history that Wen Le helped him fabricate again.Since this move can defeat the Shushan female cultivator who pursues him, it can naturally defeat the female cultivator from Baihua Palace.

Baihua Palace had also purchased the picture stone movie produced by Wen Le, but the picture stone that recorded Fang Yue's story was destroyed by Fang Yue after Wen Le took it back, so Ding Rou had only vaguely heard about it.She thought it was a rumor at first, but she didn't expect it to be true.

There was mist in Ding Rou's eyes, and it seemed that she would cry in the next moment. Fang Yuezheng felt her head was getting big, and saw her pretty face turn cold, and the little tiger's teeth were sharpened in demonstration, and she also said through voice transmission: "You You big liar! Those who promise to form a double cultivator with me don't count!"

The people in the audience only saw the lips of the man and the woman move slightly, but no sound came out. If it weren't for the ugly faces of the two, the surrounding audience would have thought that they were whispering and exchanging love words.

Fang Yue sighed in his heart, although the reason was because Ding Rou was pestering him endlessly at that time, but he really shouldn't promise casually, this was his mistake, he could only respond with a wry smile: "I'm sorry, Junior Sister Ding."

"What's the use of apologizing!" Ding Rou put her hands on her hips, the original flame whip lost its spiritual support and disappeared long ago, she stomped her feet angrily: "Hmph! Don't forget that you promised me that if you don't double cultivate with me, Let me choose your brothers and sisters! Where are they?"

Fang Yue took a guilty look from a distance, and found that Lin Chengfeng was watching Wen Le's competition with all his attention, and he was glad that he picked the best time.He suddenly called out to the audience: "Xiao Ji, please come up here."

Lu Xiaoji, who was named, was stunned for a moment, but he still jumped onto the ring as he said.

Fang Yue hurriedly blocked Lu Xiaoji in front of him, and said, "Senior Brother Lin and Junior Brother Wen are Taoist couples, this is my Junior Brother Lu. He is about the same age as you, what do you think?" Everyone in the audience naturally heard this sentence clearly.The monks looked uneasy, the young man on the stage was too hateful, he didn't want to lure the beauty Camellia on the stage, the most shameless thing was to openly promote his junior brother, didn't you see that there was a group of people waiting eagerly in the audience!

Fang Yue also knew that he might be outraged by the public, so he quickly jumped off the ring and hid in the crowd.Ding Rou gritted her teeth and didn't look at his leaving back. She pointed her right hand and said crisply, "Are you his junior brother?"

Lu Xiaoji took three steps back subconsciously: "Yes."

"Do you want to be my dual monk?"

"I don't want... Ah... I want to..." Lu Xiaoji has never encountered this kind of situation before. He is always a bit shy when facing female cultivators. Wen Le tried to make him correct it but failed. I can't tell.

Although Lu Xiaoji was good-looking, his performance was disappointing. Ding Rou resented Fang Yue for prevaricating herself with a fool. The flames in her right hand flickered, and the long whip appeared in her hand again.

Snapped!Ding Rou started to beat Lu Xiaoji with a long whip, but Lu Xiaoji didn't expect that this pretty little girl would hit her as soon as she said she wanted to, and the Scarlet Sky Sword hadn't been sheathed yet, so she could only run away in embarrassment.Of course, Ding Rou's fire spells are not that simple. She was easily defeated by Fang Yue before, but she deliberately let go, but she will naturally not be polite to Lu Xiaoji.

The ground where the long whip was whipped also ignited raging flames. Ding Rou could step on it as if nothing had happened, but Lu Xiaoji was almost scorched.However, Lu Xiaoji is also a Shushan Sword Cultivator after all. Although he lost the initiative, the moment Chi Xiao got out of the scabbard, his originally flustered eyes became firm, and he no longer backed down, but started to attack.

Leaving aside Fang Yue and Lu Xiaoji's farce, Wen Le had a great time fighting in the Youlan arena.Although his opponent came from a third-rate sect, the swordsmanship he used had merit.Originally, Wen Le could knock the opponent out of the ring within ten moves, but in order to see this set of sword skills, he insisted that the opponent survive a hundred moves.

After seeing this set of sword skills, Wen Le was satisfied and knocked the opponent off the stage.He is tall and tall, with a heroic appearance, and he has won the hearts of many Baihua Palace disciples.But Wen Le's performance was not for them, he smiled at Lin Chengfeng in the audience, that tender and affectionate look could make any woman intoxicated.

"Junior brother is good at swordsmanship, I will also come to learn a thing or two."

The sudden voice interrupted Wen Le's eye contact with Lin Chengfeng (thought he thought he was), and a monk in black robe appeared on the ring like a ghost.

The monks watching the battle in the audience immediately discussed: "Look, Kunlun's is going up."

"Who do you think will win? The Shushan disciple or the Kunlun disciple?"

"No matter who wins or loses, it will definitely be a battle between dragons and tigers. Keep an eye on their every move, don't miss it."

As far as righteousness is concerned, sword cultivators in the world should respect both Kunlun and Shushan.But Faxiu, although Shushan has collected the most spells, Faxiu is still the strongest in Kunlun.

Facing the Kunlun monk, Wen Le was cautious, he raised his sword and saluted: "Shushan Wen Le, I have met my brother."

"Kunlun Qiaoyi."

The two had notified their names, but they didn't make a move for a long time. They just locked each other's energy remotely, and when the other party relaxed, a thunderous offensive broke out immediately.

If it was a life-and-death battle, the two of them could wait forever, but the group arena match with a fixed time did not allow them to waste time. Seeing that Yi Jing couldn't stop, Wen Le made a move first, intending to preemptively strike.

The Slaughtering Sword turned into a unparalleled sword light, with thousands of afterimages, and the sword energy rushed towards Qiao Yi like a giant dragon made of sharp swords.A sneer appeared on Qiao Yi's Gujing's impassive face, and the Lihuo sword kept spinning in his palm, forming a circular barrier of sword energy.

Only when the tip of the Slaughtering Sword pierced the barrier, Wen Le felt as if he had fallen into the mud, and there was a strong suction pulling his beloved sword. If he hadn't held the sword so steadily, it would have grown longer The sword is out of hand.Wen Le lowered the Slaughtering Sword and took the opportunity to cut at Qiao Yi's feet. Qiao Yi held the Lihuo Sword with his backhand and blocked the attack with the blade.

The speed of the two's moves was extremely fast. Although they only fought for a while, they both felt that the other was a strong rival.

Wen Le is naturally willing to have someone feed him a trick, so that he can attack recklessly without any scruples. He smiled brightly, and the sword turned into a double image, and the sword lights intertwined into a net, enveloping Qiao Yi.Qiao Yi didn't show weakness either, the Lihuo sword engulfed the attacking sword light, and the two fought together.

The sound of gold and iron intersecting rang out from time to time, and in less than ten breaths, Wen Le changed his moves nearly nine times.He finally understood the essence of Zhuxian Sword Formation, which is a word change.Whether it's a single-sword attack or a sword array attack, whether it's a divine sense control sword or a sword attack, unpredictability and surprise are his way of the sword!

If Qiao Yi's swordsmanship is as thick as a mountain, then he is a raging torrent, vowing to sweep away and destroy everything;

If Qiao Yi's swordsmanship is as immovable as a boulder, then he is like a trickle of water dripping through a rock, vowing to make the rock move;

If Qiao Yi's swordsmanship is open and closed, he is delicate and precise;

No matter how the opponent changes, he responds to all changes with all changes and breaks all changes!

A gloomy sword glow silently appeared behind Qiao Yi.

Qiao Yi was so keenly aware that there was a strong wind coming from behind him, but his Lihuo Sword was fighting with the Slaughtering Kong Sword, and he couldn't draw it out at all. He could only quickly take out a bronze mirror from his pocket, and leaned against it. The magic weapon blocked the attack of the Wind Chasing Sword.

After all, the Chasing Wind Sword was not a spirit sword, and the tip of the sword left a small hole in the bronze mirror in vain, which did not hurt Qiao Yi at all.Wen Le was depressed. He originally thought he could attract Qiao Yi's attention, and then used the Divine Consciousness Envoy Chasing the Wind Sword to sneak attack. Unexpectedly, the opponent threw a broken mirror and blocked his attack.Alas, we must collect more good swords.

Qiao Yi thought to himself that he was older than Wen Le, that he had used a magic weapon, and that he was also a free and easy person, so he immediately surrendered.It has to be said that he didn't even know when Wen Le ambushed the Chasing Wind Sword behind him, and the strange move of Guangshenshen Yujian was not a loss.

Wen Le thought that luckily, the other party's spiritual power was long and full of tenacity, and it would not be good for him to fight for a long time.However, he only used swordsmanship and did not use other means to assist in the attack. It was a real life-and-death struggle. Wen Le believed that he must be the one who was alive!

Wen Le said hello to the nun who was in charge of the Youlan arena. He sat down cross-legged, ready to take pills to adjust his breath, but the arena in the distance was bursting with laughter, which made him a little curious.

Lu Xiaoji trotted over with his face flushed, Wen Le jumped off the ring, and asked with a smile, "Chicken, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Chengfeng naturally also came over and asked, "Aren't you with the second junior brother, where is Fang Yue?"

Lu Xiaoji blushed hot.

Lu Xiaoji never thought that he would make a delicate female cultivator cry in public.At that time, he was persecuted by Ding Rou's fire spell, and in a hurry, he used the soft water sword technique he had learned to the extreme.The soft water swordsmanship pays attention to continuous, one move after another, using softness to overcome rigidity, it is the nemesis of fire spells.

Lu Xiaoji's temperament is compatible with Roushui swordsmanship, and he has been specializing in this set of swordsmanship, so he will naturally display its power to the fullest.Ding Rou looked down on Lu Xiaoji a bit, and after she accidentally exposed her flaws, Lu Xiaoji beat her up repeatedly, almost cutting off her hair.Although she escaped the crisis of breaking her hair, the camellia flower on her hairpin was pierced by the sword energy and fell to the ground piece by piece.

The monks who watched did not expect that the Shushan disciples were more ruthless than the other, and they were so rude to the beauty, so they burst into laughter.With tears in her eyes, Ding Rou turned around and got off the ring.Lu Xiaoji was at a loss, he hurriedly told the female cultivator in charge of the Shancha ring that he would take a break, and hurried over to find Wen Le for help.